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This is a poem
This is a poem
A poem I’m writing
I’m writing a poem
Cause my writing is good
Good has a meaning which I don’t understand
But I hear it so often so I guess someone does
Either way I guess that’s okay, not great, but it’s fine
Mediocre, complacent
I hear those words too
But words aren’t people
And people is one word
Most words have a meaning
Like you are a person, part of the people
The word person has a meaning, definition, a purpose
A word like a person makes sense so I use it
I use it in writing to write with some meaning
Some goodness, something that’s simple like you
The voice that makes sounds I replicate
The one who tells me it’s good
And good has a meaning, but I’ve yet to hear it
I’ve yet to hear from you
If you’re more than a word
I’ve yet to see it
And if you have a meaning
I’ve yet to know it
And if you have a substance
You’ve yet to show it
Where are you, the person, a person, the people, a people
The words you created
You gave them a meaning
A meaning from you with wisdom and knowledge
A meaning I use
I use on the people who no longer are
I still hear your voices but we are apart
And I want us together
But these words will not fit
I was a writer
And my writing was great
And I wrote for the people
Not for the words
Because people is simple, it’s grammar, it’s structure, it’s one of the parts of the speech
But people are simple, they’re barely breathing, they are pure chaos, they have lost all forgiveness and this poem means nothing.
Nothing more than you do.
So tell me
My dear reader
Who are you?
Somewhat likened to the
Somewhat likened to the tribute to the best song ever written. Could it that both writer and reader create the composition together and this symbiosis is what makes literature what it is? Like from two opposing banks the selfsame river flows. And yet the water in it is always different but in some ways the same.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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